RonBoyd
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I was 40 when I first had the thought that "My life is half over and I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up."
It was not that I was unsatisfied with my life (and that was a (is the?) problem in retrospect) but that I suddenly realized that time was running out on my doing something important. I still hadn't figured out how to do what other's had done -- Jesus, Albert Einstein, Mother Theresa, Winston Churchill, etc.
Now, thirty years later, I am that same person. This is Saturday and just a couple hours ago I was "lazying" on the couch watching the Sunday Afternoon football game. Where did those seven days go?
I still don't know "what I want to be when I grow up." Thanks for pointing out that I have a "long way to go and a short time to get there." How depressing. Who started this silly thread anyway?
It was not that I was unsatisfied with my life (and that was a (is the?) problem in retrospect) but that I suddenly realized that time was running out on my doing something important. I still hadn't figured out how to do what other's had done -- Jesus, Albert Einstein, Mother Theresa, Winston Churchill, etc.
Now, thirty years later, I am that same person. This is Saturday and just a couple hours ago I was "lazying" on the couch watching the Sunday Afternoon football game. Where did those seven days go?
I still don't know "what I want to be when I grow up." Thanks for pointing out that I have a "long way to go and a short time to get there." How depressing. Who started this silly thread anyway?